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Before the boy bands had begun their livesSome old trail busters had charmed our mindsStarted dirt-poor scratchin’ life on a farmLeft for good totting grandpa’s guitarSang anywhere for anything freePerseverance help them succeed

Before the boy bands before pop had arrivedThe Highwaymen defined countrifiedThey sang of ramblin’ and love gone wrongThey really lived most lines in their songs In Blue Birds buses with blackened windows Drink and smoke eased the grind of the road

Johnny, Willie, Waylon, and KrisFirst names work when you’re this famousThese legends lived how we could not Inventing rebellion country-rockBefore The Boy Bands changed all that!!!

Before the boy bands had picked their namesThe outlaws were in country’s Hall Of FameThey performed their own and other hitsConcert crowds sang all their lyricsDesperados Waiting For A TrainEv’rybody Gets Crazy Ev’ry Now and Then

Johnny, Willie, Waylon, and KrisFirst names work when you’re this famousThese legends lived how we could not Inventing rebellion country-rockBefore The Boy Bands changed all that!!!

Before the boy bands had their way pavedThe outlaws shuffled down country lanesDirt-poor kids scratchin’ life on the farmLeft for good totting bed-roll and guitarSang in Honky-Tonks for left-overs and beerSuccess followed cause they persevered

Before the boy bands before pop arrivedThe Highwaymen defined countrifiedThey sang of ramblin’ and love that went wrongActually lived most plots in their songs In Blue Birds buses with blackened windows Booze and drugs eased the grind of the road

Before the boy bands had started their climbThese trail dust outlaws had captured our mindsThey performed both great old and new hitsAudiences sang most all their lyricsDesperados Waiting For A TrainEv’ryone Gets Crazy Ev’ry Now and Then

Before the boy bands dollars in their mindsA bunch of outlaws stormed into our livesRode Blue Birds with blacked out windows Doing drugs blurred their years on the roadThey sang a bit shady ‘bout right and wrongActually lived most stories in their songs

Before the boy bands money at their backThe outlaws struggled no arguing thatBeing dirt-poor kids getting by on the farmSome left for good with back-pack and guitarSang in Honky-Tonks for hamburgs and beerThe best were spurred on by ladies’ cheers

~BFirst names work when you're famousWillie, Waylon, Johnny and KrisTheir rawness and rebellion excited usThese outlaws made the music we love

Before the boy bands 20 years backI think the Highwaymen were the best act.They brought together their all time hitsTheir fans knew and sang ev’ry lyricEveryone Gets Crazy Now and ThenDesperadoes Waiting For A Train

First names work when you're famousWillie, Waylon, Johnny and KrisTheir rawness and rebellion excited usThese outlaws made the music we love

I don't spend much time on the lyric threads but your title caught my eye on the "What's Going On" Column on the left side of my laptop screen. Naturally, curious soul that I am, I had to investigate. I think you are heading in the right direction with this "song-theme" and lyric. It tells an important story about "the biz" during my teenage era and I hope you can churn away at this thing until it is perfect.

I took the time to print your lyric because I am impressed with the idea behind it. No promises, my friend... I have so much going on in my waning years... but with your permission, I'll do my best to take a crack at the lyric and run my ideas by you (in private) as I make progress. Do not hesitate to tell me to "go fly a kite" and keep my grubby grips off of your words... LOL!

If you get better offers... I will not be offended. It has the "bones" of becoming a great song.

I don't spend much time on the lyric threads but your title caught my eye on the "What's Going On" Column on the left side of my laptop screen. Naturally, curious soul that I am, I had to investigate. I think you are heading in the right direction with this "song-theme" and lyric. It tells an important story about "the biz" during my teenage era and I hope you can churn away at this thing until it is perfect.

I took the time to print your lyric because I am impressed with the idea behind it. No promises, my friend... I have so much going on in my waning years... but with your permission, I'll do my best to take a crack at the lyric and run my ideas by you (in private) as I make progress. Do not hesitate to tell me to "go fly a kite" and keep my grubby grips off of your words... LOL!

If you get better offers... I will not be offended. It has the "bones" of becoming a great song.

All my best,

----Dave

Sure thing Dave...I just tweaked a couple of lines; maybe start there and massageGet me at cottonneil@hotmail.com. This will be refreshing to hear someone else for a change. LOL

Expect an E-mail from AOL soon. I'll mention my name in the "Header" so you will know it isn't spam. I'm trying to finish up a new song right now (recording phase) and it is eating my lunch! Thanks for being such a good sport... and always remember, this is your song, I'm just along for the ride unless you want to make it a co-write. (I'm with ASCAP)

I sent you an E-mail late yesterday with an attachment in JPEG format 'cause I didn't know which word processor you use. Remember, my writing style and ideas are only for you to use as you see fit... or not. Let me know if you have problems with the JPEG file and I'll hand type the suggested lyric in another E-mail. (I don't use Microsoft Word.)